it started with wonderful tales my father would tell me at bedtime about elves who lived in the trees near our home. They were so good that my older sisters listened in. I think I have written about that somewhere here.

After I learned to read and write, I wrote a “book” and still have it. I know I have written about that here.

Because I was astigmatic, I became a voracious reader. Lucklly our house was jammed with books, newspapers and magazines. Pretty sure I’ve written about all that as well :)